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The Day God Barged Into My Life: Fr. John Riccardo’s Amazing Testimony


Fr. John Riccardo - published on 03/03/15

At that very moment,  I had an actual vision of our Lord in my car.  He sat next to me.  It was clear that it was Him.  I was still crying.  He reached across the seat and dug his right hand into my chest and said, "John these are all your dreams, goals and desires and everything you want to do with your life." He withdrew His hand and pulled everything out and motioned throwing it all out the window.  
I said, "Lord, that’s my life you just threw out the window." Jesus then said, "John, I’m going to give you my dream, my goal, my desire and what I want you to do with your life." And then He was gone. I felt panicked. This was so personal.  Still, I did not know what God had planned for me.  For the next three years, I did Christian outreach with university students. For a time I seriously considered joining a Christian brotherhood of non-denominational men, but ultimately decided it was not for me. 

By the time I was twenty-five, I took a job working in Ohio for Ford Motor Company in an account management training program. I was dating again and had decided to apply to graduate school. During this time, while reading his Bible one day, I came across this passage in Matthew: "Some are incapable of marriage because they were born so; some, because they were made so by others; some, because they have renounced marriage for the sake of the kingdom of heaven. Whoever can accept this ought to accept it."

Something stirred within me.  I thought, "Oh nuts!  I think I’m suppose to do this." I almost threw my Bible on the ground. In frustration, I cried out to God, "Lord, I don’t get it.  I thought of marriage once, that didn’t fit; the brotherhood didn’t fit, I started dating again, that didn’t fit…" 
Suddenly, I heard a clear voice speaking to me:  "John, I’m inviting you to live single and to do it as a priest."  Although the voice would not have been audible to another, it was certainly not my own voice — I had never even considered the priesthood.

I responded, "Lord, if that’s what you want me to do, then you better give me a desire for it, because I don’t have it."  By the fifth day, I longed to know more about the priesthood. 

It was late December in 1990 when I contacted the vocation director of Sacred Heart Major seminary in Detroit.  I had to wait until the next school year to be admitted, but in the meantime I could take a few classes. As I walked into the building for the first time, a wave of peace washed over me.  I thought, "I’m finally home."  I knew on my end, with full clarity, that this was what God was calling me to. This was why I was made, which is an amazing thing to grasp.
After a year-and-a-half at Sacred Heart Seminary, I was asked to go to finish my theological studies in Rome.  Before final admission to the North American College, I needed a physical.  Although in excellent physical condition and only twenty-six,  testing indicated possible heart irregularities. A stress test was scheduled. After studying the results, the cardiologist questioned me about any severe childhood illnesses I may have had. There had been high fevers and seizures but nothing more. 

"No, that couldn’t have done it," the doctor determined. He told me that I had unexplainable scar tissue on my heart.  The prognosis was that it was nothing to be concerned about but it could occasionally cause shortness of breath.  

I had been in Rome for a month when I was in chapel one day meditating on the three pivotal moments in my life:  my first memory of the crucifix, the vision in the car, and the invitation to be a priest. It was at that moment when it became clear to me, where the scar tissue on my heart had come from. I felt like God told me, "The scar tissue is from my hand."

Often, during the Mass, at the moment of consecration, when I lift the bread and wine and it becomes the Body and Blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ, I often lose my breath and feel as if my heart is being squeezed. It is a reminder to me of the day God barged into my life, and brought me to the joy of the priesthood.

Fr. John Riccardo
was ordained a priest of the Archdiocese of Detroit in 1996.  He is now pastor at Our Lady of Good Counsel in Plymouth, MI and hosts the program "Christ is the Answer" on Ave Maria Radio.  It is a catechical program of parish and Theology on Tap teachings.  Podcasts of his homilies and talks can also be found on iTunes. This story was originally published in
Amazing Grace for the Catholic Heart.

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